The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A section of a perfectly intact, ancient Minoan palace somehow protrudes from the jagged rim of a colossal impact crater under a pale, dawn sky with Venus visible. Umm, the air is really dry, smelling of smoke and burned earth, with this weird, constant humming vibration, like, in the air itself. Thousands of delicate, ceramic, bull figurines are arranged in precise, spiraling patterns across the cracked, black basalt, reflecting the arrangement of the frescoes inside the palace, and... the frescoes appear to be seeping an iridescent, viscous liquid into the ground.